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clenching my fingers to tight into my ripped skin on my palm- should i do it? unsettling butterflies arising into my lungs- will i be okay? conflicting mind moments gut feelings sweat resting above my upper lip liquefied drops of a pleasing heart averting ocean blue eyes taking in every banged up locker why do i even try? large steps of pure shakiness when i see you- can i tell what i really feel?
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
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clenching my fingers to tight into my ripped skin on my palm- should i do it? unsettling butterflies arising into my lungs- will i be okay? conflicting mind moments gut feelings sweat resting above my upper lip liquefied drops of a pleasing heart averting ocean blue eyes taking in every banged up locker why do i even try? large steps of pure shakiness when i see you- can i tell what i really feel?
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
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